Noiselessly a downpour of chilling childhood rolling off your skin one day we too shall forget this on the surface of new.Feel the syllables of temper tantrums, confessionssin and redemption sustain your revolutionized head

release

when you sleep taste pine and pining eyelashes descend like a curtain of prancing deer that veil skin.

Unclenched jaw. The hold of a lovely body.

You are the listener, eye-opener, guardian of tended and untended spirits limb and soul stretcher.

Tongue twister.

They say in church to light your hearts on fire and you agree with everything but thatso nestled in arms you might start other fires maybe love, maybe burnt clothes ashes on moss.